Pretty Fly For A White Boy

Today was the great American teach-in at the boys school today. Timmy learned how Pepsi and Aquafina bottles are made with mass amounts of plastic, how to stay fit with a cheap jump rope, and how to seriously injure someone with a chop of their hand or a swift kick to the head. (Those strategies though might actually come in handy during the turf wars on the playground and at certain, make that most, areas of Tampa.) Evan, on the other hand gained knowledge about race car design, and how to bust a move on the dance floor. In fact, after school, he couldn't wait to show me the cool hip hop routine his whole 2nd grade class had mastered. I especially liked the pop and lock section and his own brief pauses when he scratched his head trying to remember the next step. They can always cheer me up.